So, for all of you people who didn't like the ending of 'Bloodlines' at all, here's a little continuation in the perspective of my favourite character ever, Dimitri Belikov. As you can probably see by my author name , I was pretty depressed when I finished Bloodlines to find that my favourite character didn't come into the story until the last 17 lines of the story. ;)
I still don't know where this story will take me; I just enjoy writing in Dimitri's person.
WARNING- SPOILERS TO THOSE WHO HAVE NOT READ BLOODLINES. Reader discretion is advised ;) Don't even know if that's what you're supposed to say, just sounded cool.

Chapter 1: Ulterior Motive
Rating- T. (Swearing, the rest depends.)
Setting- Palm Springs, Court…
Characters- Dimitri, hints of Rose, Sydney, Adrian, Eddie, Jill, Abe and all the rest that come with.
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS; ALL BELONG TO THE GENIUS THAT IS RICHELLE MEAD. I just like toying with them ;)
-thank you, Isabella.

To say that Rose was upset would be to say the least.
The moment she received word from the guardians that I would be transferred to Palm Springs for an unknown amount of time she had picked up the phone and called me instantly.
"Dimitri? Are they moving you out to Palm Springs?"
Even through the phone I could hear the sadness in her voice. I sighed. "I'm sorry to have to say this, but yes. I'm being flown out tomorrow; your father has ordered a jet. I'll be meeting up with Sydney and the rest for some sort of job with…" It took me a minute to give her the name of her former boyfriend, one who'd been heartbroken to the core when she'd left him for me. "Adrian."
On the other end of the line, I heard her gasp. "And Zmey is behind all of this? Why you? Why can't it be someone else? The old man knows of our past, why is he doing this if he knows it'll hurt us…" It wasn't much of a question, more of a rhetorical one. I knew she was musing about it in her head wherever she was.
"I don't think he's doing it to bring any pain on us at all; the more pain it'll be giving is to Adrian so he must have an ulterior motive. Look, where are you now?" I wanted to go and see her before I left for the desert and she left with Queen Vasilisa to guard her at a meeting somewhere in California.
"I'm at my apartment. Liss will be here in an hour, can you get to me before then?" I smiled briefly to myself; she obviously didn't want just a sad goodbye kiss and hug.
"Of course Roza, I'll see you in ten." With that, I shut the phone and headed east to her room.

Thinking back on it now, I realised something. Abe didn't want to hurt Roza at all; he did have an ulterior motive, one that I would have to fulfil. He told me just after I left Rose's that I'd be a sort of 'partner' to Adrian, helping him study the uses of spirit and also serve as a guardian. If the word got out to Strigoi about anything that could benefit them that Adrian might possess in his powers, I would need to be on hand to fight them off and keep him safe. Something that I knew both he and I were not so keen on. But I couldn't refuse what Rose's father had asked of me; after all I was trying to get into his good books so that I could ask his permission to marry his daughter. Knowing Abe, it would come at a price.
The jet hit some turbulence then, breaking off my thoughts. I sighed; this wasn't going to be easy.

A few minutes passed before Sonya Karp took the empty seat beside me.
"Must be hard to leave Rosemarie, huh?" I turned my head toward her, blushing a little.
"She is my world. I feel like I'm being put in a space shuttle and sent off to the sun." The words scared me, usually only she could bring out that side in me; the one that I did my hardest to seal off from the rest of the world. But it did make sense; after all we were talking about her. Even thinking about her made me feel a hell of a lot better. Not now though, not now that I was hundreds of kilometres away from her, her beautiful face, her kind nature, her fierce determination…
Bringing myself back to the problems at hand, I realised Sonya was answering me.

"…know exactly what you mean. Thank you again, by the way, for bringing me back to Mikhail." She'd thanked Rose, Vasilisa and I about a hundred times since the day we took her to the meeting place where her former lover was waiting. Each time I assured her I was just the one driving the car. She never listened, so I decided to go from a different approach.
"Sonya, we were happy to do it. After all that's happened, you being turned," She winced a little and I regretted the different angle immediately. "And then helping us with Jill and everything else, it was the least we could do." She just nodded at my comment, her face turning thoughtful.
A few minutes passed before she spoke. "But you… you were turned too. You told me at my house, that you were turned and Vasilisa brought you back too. Were you telling the truth then, or was it just to calm me down?" Now it was my turn to wince. I didn't like dredging up memories of my past self, the one that has scarred Rose so deeply and hurt other innocents so completely.
"Yes, I was telling the truth." Her eyes widened. "I was turned after an attack on St. Vladimir's. I was one of the guardians at the school that were sent outside the school grounds to search for a cave where a large group of Strigoi were hiding themselves. Rose and a few other novices helped us, but it was too late for me. One of them pinned me against the wall of the cave and…" I didn't answer. I didn't have to, she knew what I meant.
"And Rose…? How did she go?" She was hesitant to ask.
"Rose saw the whole thing. I heard her scream my name before Guardian Hathaway dragged her from the cave. But by then I was too drugged out on the endorphins to do much else but sit and wait for the Strigoi woman that saw me, pick me up and take me far away from there. Ironically, she took me to Russia and kept me there until I properly awakened. I didn't have really any proper memory of my life before, except that I wanted Rose to leave me alone. That changed when she came for me though, I wanted to awaken her and live with me forever. My plans were to awaken her so that she and I would take over the property the Strigoi group owned. When she refused though, I did things to her… horrible things that I couldn't regret any more than I do. She says she forgives me all the time, but I'm not worthy of her forgiveness. I am in debt to her totally; the debt that at first I believed should go to Vasilisa, since she restored me to a dhampir. But really, the whole time it was Rose. She set the whole thing up, fought off all the Strigoi who got in her way of me, let me do those disgusting things to her and stilllove me fully after it all." Sonya stayed silent through the whole speech, her eyes widening at some parts. Now they just held kindness toward me, for Rose and our story.

Sonya spoke up. "I did some horrible things too. At first I just killed in remorse, for the sick fun of it. Most of the time I was looking for no one in particular, but once I remembered what Mikhail and I once had, I started to look for him. I kept it up for years, usually just killing the ones that looked like him but were not. I wanted the same thing, to awaken him, to make him understand the beauty of immortality, the fun of it all. But it wasn't beauty at all, it was sadistic and wrong. The only things I could seem to keep alive were those flowers I had at my home. Their colours kept my soulless body happy; they kept me feeling confident that I would one day find him. And now that I have, without the red rimmed eyes and the mind to kill everything in sight, I am forever grateful to you all for bringing him back to me." She smiled a small smile, patted my knee and stood; leaving me to my thoughts.
I pulled out my mobile, hoping fervently that I could get some reception up in the clouds.
Finding the number I wanted, my fingers sent a message of their own accord.

Roza, I love you. Never forget how much you mean to me. –D.

I sighed, lent my head back against the seat, and fell into a deep sleep.

Or review it to me, whatever you feel like doing. I would love to have a beta reader; I haven't got one for any of my other stories.
xoxo,
Isabella.